May KMT: Glimpse of an Eye - House Dominatus
GLIMPSE
OF AN EYE
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A
Play in One Act
by
House
Dominatus
(C)
2005 House Dominatus TirnaQjira@gmail.com
Cast
of Characters
Tirna Q'jira: Acting Quaestor of Dominatus
Hades: Recon Officer and Tyro of
Dominatus
Jeron Darkonis: Tyro of Dominatus
Ocih Weogi: Tyro of Dominatus; Rrcently Promoted
Zodiac Mystos: Long standing Tyro of Dominatus
Vyrn Qess: Tyro of Dominatus
Kyosho Daishi: New Tyro of Dominatus
Scene
Space above the planet Nissar and
its orbitting moon
Time
Hours after the unexplained
disapperance and resignation of
Quaestor Conker Blackwood
1
ACT
I
Scene
I
SETTING: Space.
The stars hang in the
background, providing a backdrop
for the planet Nissar and its
orbiting moon. In orbit around
the
planet hangs an unfamiliar VSD,
accompanied by several smaller
ships, particularly older fighter
craft, such as the TIE Fighter
and
TIE Interceptor. Shuttles ferry
personnel back and forth from the
moon and Destroyer, the TIE craft
patrolling the immediate area
around the Destroyer.
AT RISE: Exiting
hyperspace on their way
home from the middle of nowhere
where their former Quaestor
Conker
Blackwood left them stranded and
abandoned, the appointed Acting
Quaestor Tirna Q'jira leads the
small Dominatus fleet back home
to
the planet Nissar. Coming out of
hyperspace are Ocih Weogi in his
YT-1300 "Death's
Embrace", Zodiac
Mystos in his Arcrunner
"Mythril
Mystos I", Jeron Darkonis in
his
modified X-wing
"Ecthelion", Hades
in his Doomsday Class Corvette
"Doomsday", along with
Vyrn Qess, and Kyosho Daishi
aboard the cargo transports with
the rest of the Dominatus staff.
This motley group is lead by
Tirna
Q'jira in her TIE Defender
"Morsul".
(The lights come up partway,
dissonant klaxons begin to sound
their warning, indicating the
presence of foreign, enemy craft,
the effect growing as the rest of
the Dominatus fleet arrives. The
voices of the confused pilots can
be heard cluttering up the comm
channel unintelligibly. A
spotlight comes to focus on TIRNA
Q'JIRA.)
TIRNA
Q'JIRA
Shut up! Everyone! Blind panic
isn't going to help us any
here!
(the unintelligible comm chatter
quiets down)
TIRNA
Q'JIRA
Now, let's see if we can't go
about this sensibly!
Everyone, start checking to see
if you can get any
identifiers on these craft. They
may be Emperor's Hammer,
and I'd rather not have Astatine
chewing my tail off for
destroying part of his precious
fleet!
(Silence for a few moments as the
pilots and co-pilots check over
their sensors, soft murmurs
beginning to build in the
background as a general
conclusion
is reached.)
TIRNA
Q'JIRA
Gentlemen, it looks as though
someone is trying to take
over our domicile before the
coals have cooled. I suggest
we teach them a lesson.
(murmurs of agreement filter in
over the comm system.)
TIRNA
Q'JIRA
Zodiac, Ocih, Jeron, you're with
me. We're going to take
down their fighter craft. Hades,
Vyrn, and Kyosho, I need
you to clear a path down to the
planet for us. Looking at
their operation I think we can
count on some ground
resistance. We won't know how
heavy until we're down in it.
Use whatever means neccessary to
get the job done,
gentlemen. To your posts!
(TIRNA Q'JIRA, ZODIAC MYSTOS,
OCIH
WEOGI and JERON DARKONIS peel
away
from the main group of Dominatus'
miniature fleet, zooming towards
the Victory Star Destroyer. At a
slower pace comes HADES'
"Doomsday" Corvette and
the cargo
transports.)
TIRNA
Q'JIRA
(whisper) Krath save us.
(Spotlight on TIRNA Q'JIRA fades,
the spotlight on HADES coming up
with HADES on the bridge of
the "Doomsday".)
HADES
Comm Officer, jam their comm
traffic. Also send a FLASH
priority message to the System
Security forces and the Dark
Council. Give them our SitRep
and request additional
forces.
(The comm officer followed orders
as HADES activated the ship-wide
comm)
HADES
All pilots to your fighters.
Escort Shuttle, stay with the
transports. The others, engage in
a escort pattern around
the "Doomsday".
(HADES then moves to the viewport
to survey the battle. He then
activates his personal comm to
TIRNA Q'JIRA.)
HADES
I count fourty-two enemy
fighters. I'm pulling away a bit
from the transports, but I'm
keeping them within my range
of fire. I also sent a message to
the Dark Council,
hopefully help is coming.
(HADES hears the double-click of
TIRNA Q'JIRA's mic to confirm she
understood the message. He then
turns to his Weapon's Officer.)
HADES
Do we still have those prototype
manual torpedoes?
(HADES grins at about the same
time as his Weapons Officer.)
HADES
Stand-by to attack the VSD at
range.
(The "Doomsday" adjusts
course
towards the planet along with the
transports. As the stormtroopers
on his corvette and the Dark Jedi
prepare for battle on the
surface,
HADES stops and smiles. He hasn't
been in a battle he hadn't
planned
from the beguinning in a long
time.)
HADES
This should be interesting.
(Spotlight on HADES' position
fades way, coming up on JERON
DARKONIS in the cockpit of his
modified X-wing.)
JERON
DARKONIS
Doomsday, this is Darkonis. Right
on your tail, buddy.
(The "Ecthelion"
cruises toward
the planet behind the
"Doomsday"
and her supporting transport
ships)
JERON
DARKONIS
Dee, prepare to transfer energy
to weapons and shield
systems.
(JERON DARKONIS listens intently
as the astrodroid whistles and
bleeps its acknowledgement)
Tirna, I'm following Hades in.
I'll meet you on the
surface.
{The squelch that follows JERON
DARKONIS' message lets JERON
DARKONIS know TIRNA Q'JIRA had
heard him)
JERON
Dee, prepare for atmospheric
flight, lock S-Foils in cruise
mode.
(soft murmur to himself)
I sense something here.... a
presence I've felt before.
(Spotlight focus fades from JERON
DARKONIS, coming up on OCIH WEOGI
and his co-pilot JEVAN in their
YT-1300 craft, OCIH WEOGI in the
pilot chair and JEVAN next to him
in the co-pilot seat.)
OCIH
WEOGI
Oh, this should be fun.
(OCIH WEOGI smiles at his
co-pilot
JEVAN)
Well, Jevan, let's see if this
baby still packs the punch
it used to. Set engine power down
just a bit and put
maximum power on the front
shields and weapons.
(As JEVAN is working on that OCIH
WEOGI straps himself in. He then
sends a message to the
"Doomsday"
and TIRNA Q'JIRA)
OCIH
WEOGI
Well guys, they don't even have
four squads of TIEs.
Pathetic... Well, we can do this.
The VSD is the one we
should watch out for as TIE
pilots aren't known for their
brains. The smaller ships can
wait as the VSD can outgun
probably all of them together.
Well, may the Force be with
us all.
(OCIH WEOGI turns off the comlink
and stares at the battle that
will
soon begin)
Well... I suppose it's good I
always stayed awake at the
Academy. Let's see if any of
that'll help today.
(Spotlight fades from OCIH WEOGI,
coming up on ZODIAC MYSTOS, who
sits in the cockpit of his
Arcrunner "Mithril Mystos
I".)
ZODIAC
MYSTOS
(in a scratchy, metallic whisper
with a slight lisp)
...A battle worth my attention.
No lasers, so I'll just
have to use my warheads to take
down the larger prey...
(a blood-thirty smile crosses
ZODIAC MYSTOS' lips, revealing
disturbing fangs in a feral grin
that spreads across his whole
face.)
...Perhaps I will finally find
some satisfaction...
(Spotlight fades from ZODIAC
MYSTOS and comes up on KYOSHO
DAISHI and VYRN QESS, the two
newest members of Dominatus,
stuck
aboard one of the cargo vessels.
They are in the open area behind
the cockpit, KYOSHO DAISHI pacing
restlessly, VYRN QESS sitting on
a
crate.)
VYRN
QESS
Kyosho, your pacing is only going
to wear out the ship's
hull. I know you feel trapped in
this flying box, but this
is where we're stuck, so you
might as well sit down.
Besides, if you're standing and
we get hit by something,
you're more likely to go flying.
(KYOSHO DAISHI reluctantly stops
pacing and finds a box near VYRN
QESS to sit on, shoulders
slumping
over as his head hangs with a
deep, full bodied sigh, his voice
low and sad, almost to the point
of depression.)
KYOSHO
DAISHI
I'm just tired of being the
victim. All I ever seem to do
is sit around and wait for
something to happen. Just once,
I want to be on top of things,
not underneath.
(KYOSHO DAISHI shakes his head as
he issues another full-bodied
sigh, VYRN QESS looking at KYOSHO
DAISHI for a long moment before
replying in a soft voice that
belies the frustration of his
curled fists.)
VYRN
QESS
I know what you mean....
(Spotlight dims, returning the
scene back to its original half
lit state. The group of attacking
craft is only halfway to the
planet Nissar and the moon in its
far side when craft begin to
disappear into the hangers of the
foreign VSD. A spotlight suddenly
focuses on TIRNA Q'JIRA.)
TIRNA
Q'JIRA
(over
the comm)
They're bailing! Quick, shunt all
power to your engines and
max out your throttle! I want
some answers from these
people and I'm not taking no for
an answer!
(Spotlight on TIRNA Q'JIRA dims.)
(Following orders, all craft
shunt
power to their main engines,
attempting to catch up to the VSD
before it manages to jump out.
TIEs and shuttles are being
sucked
up into the Destroyer's hanger
bay
at an alarming rate. All air and
space traffic suddenly seems to
disappear as the VSD begins
turning for its jump point.
Lasers
and warheads start launching from
the closest of the Dominatus
craft.)
(Spotlight comes up on
HADES, standing on the bridge of
the "Doomsday".)
HADES
I need those torpedoes now!
WEAPONS
OFFICER
Aye sir!
(Several flashes of light issue
forth from the
"Doomsday", zooming
for the vanishing VSD, only the
first blast making contact with
the ship proper as it suddenly
vanishes into hyperspace. General
disgruntlement and anger ripples
through the ranks of Dominatus.)
(Spotlight on HADES dims.
Spotlight on JERON DARKONIS comes
up.)
JERON
DARKONIS
Dee, close S-foils. We won't be
needing them.
(softly, to himself, his gaze
lingering after the VSD.)
Not yet, anyway.
(Spotlight fades from JERON
DARKONIS and comes up on TIRNA
Q'JIRA)
TIRNA
Q'JIRA
(softly to herself)
And just like that, in a glimpse
of an eye, they're gone,
back from where they came. We
have a long day of combing
over the cathedral for missing
items, or worse yet, added
ones.
(over comm)
It looks like the sky is clear
for the time being. I would
like for the fighting craft to
fly in first, however, to be
on the safe side. Cargo vessels,
hold back until I give the
all clear. Alright everyone,
let's move out. We've got a
job to do.
(As the stage blacks out, the
craft can be seen descending
towards their home on Nissar's
moon, converging on the one spot
all members of Dominatus have
ever
called home.)
(BLACKOUT & CURTAIN)
(END OF ACT)
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